Getting a Life: Five Months In

I always tell myself and Carl that I’m going to get so much done when my sweet Sunshine goes down for her morning nap.  Then, when it actually happens, I find myself at the kitchen table in front of my laptop with my thoughts and the last of the coffee instead.   So here I am. : )

Today is going to be a lovely day.  First on the docket (after quiet cup of morning coffee and writing) is Brew Barn Yoga at Stone Cow!  Living one mile from a local brewery/farm market is turning out to be even more awesome than we already knew it would be.  Next up, we’re going to New Hampshire (less than an hour drive) to pick up an old, wooden high chair we plan to buy.  As long as it’s sturdy enough for my Sunshine to use, it’ll be ours for a fraction of the price of a new one.  Also, it’s legs and tray can be adjusted into a desk and chair.  How cool is that???  Lastly, dishwasher and microwave installation.  Tomorrow will be soon enough to get back to painting and replacing ruined dry wall.

What has me smiling this morning is the realization that I’m finally beginning to get a life.  It may have taken five months, but I admit, I didn’t try very hard while we were living in Shrewsbury because I knew it wasn’t going to last.  Now that we’re where we’re going to be, it’s coming together in the most wonderful way.

Our neighbors are the best!  Two of them grew up in Mac n’ Cheese Manor (it was white then with pretty blue shutters that are in the barn and we’re hoping to put back up someday).  They have helped us with absolutely everything: getting us names and numbers of vets, making recommendations on where to go for the best oil prices and reliable car repair, mowed our lawn, invited us to their homes to meet their families, and stopped by occasionally just to make sure we’re doing okay and don’t need anything.

Other neighbors brought us homemade bread and peach honey, still others brought eggs from their farm, and one gal just pulled over when she saw me and my Sunshine in the yard to tell me she lived up the road and heard I had horses.   Apparently, she has horses, too and a daughter who works at the Co-op who can help me get them settled when they arrive.

Then, of course, there’s the farm/brewery a mile up the road where everyone we’ve met is awesome (including Henny the pig), the beer is delicious, and I’ve met a gal with a little girl not much older than ours who knits and drinks wine with friends.  It is so frightening to leave everyone and everything you know, trekking thousands of miles away to start a new life.  I’ve never felt so alone and cut loose as I felt sitting in that apartment while Carl was at work every day.  Then we moved out to this tiny town and I feel like I blinked and the most beautiful life was dropped in my lap by the kindest strangers who already don’t feel like strangers anymore.  My gratitude for these warm and wonderful people is overflowing.

So, there you have it, I’m finally getting a life, and not just any life, but a good one!  Now I’ve got to sign off so I can go live it.  Happy Saturday!  : )

barnyoga

 

Getting a Life: The Day Before Day One

img_8685Half of my world headed out on a cross country drive this past Monday to our new home in Massachusetts and I am sitting here looking at empty space.  It’s strange.  There was a life here; we lived it for six years, and last weekend it came to an end.  It feels abrupt, even though it’s been months coming and I’ve done my best to enjoy a long goodbye.

Now, sitting in all this emptiness, struggling to decide what to feel first when sadness, anxiety, excitement, loneliness, hope, fear, and determination are all clambering for my attention, one thing has become clear: once I let go and leave Idaho, I’ll need to get a life.  I have no idea what to expect or how it will all come together, I only know (from my nine or so previous moves) that it won’t come together by itself.  New lives, if you want a good one, that is, take crafting.

So I’m going to document our efforts, because that’s what I do, and you can follow along here, if you like, as we carve out a place for ourselves on the East Coast.  : )

Of course, before I can go get a new one, I have say goodbye to this one.  So for now, you’ll find me here, living every last Idaho hour to the fullest.  As it turns out, there’s no such thing as a long enough goodbye to someone, something, somewhere you love.  A desperate wish for one more day still squeezes my heart.  What can I say?  It’s been that good of a life.  : )

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